A/N: And Belphagor's finally done….I hope you like this on guys….Tell me what you think please if you enjoyed it…Request the next character in the form of review..

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Drop by drop, it trickled downwards while Belphagor watched intently playing with his knives in between his fingers.

He leaned contently against the arm chair in the shadows staring at the only source of light that was directed towards you.

Belphagor smiled his signature toothy grin as he spotted your [h/c] hair sprawled messily against the pillow. He sighed pitifully at your stubbornness. You obviously never combed your hair before going to bed unlike him.

He was used to it. He was a prince after all.

Your [e/c] orbs were covered by your closed eyelids frustrating him but intrigued him at the same time. You were just too stubborn to open it when he wanted it to.

He wanted to see your [e/c] orbs right now.

Why couldn't you just listen to the Prince?

He slid the knives on top of each other as he watched your chest move upwards slightly assuring him that you were still breathing.

'Ushishishi..So..You're still ignoring me, peasant….' He said smirking as he pulled the chair near the bedside lowering his gaze towards your hand.

His fingertips drew light circles on your palm as he trailed your arm slowly upwards igniting the sensitive buds that lie there.

'Ushishishi…'He chortled lightly watching your heart rate increase while your breath hiked up even further.

Belphagor linked fingers through yours as he kissed the top of your palm lightly before tracing his lips lightly up your arm.

He smirked as he leaned against the armchair once again.' You always were sensitive [Name]..' He said slowly caressing your cheek.

His eye twinkled with desire as he drew a thin line drawing out smidges of blood from your skin. Belphagor lapped it up quickly bearing his toothy cackle as he gazed deep into your eyes.

The glint in his eyes changed, his lips pressed together into a blank line.

'[Name]…You're annoying the Prince now with your stubbornness..Open your eyes..Now!...' He said sternly bringing out his knives on either hand as he glowered in front of you.

'[Name]..' He said stabbing the side of your bed plunging the knife deep into the mattress repeatedly as he cried out.

'What's going on?..What are you doing to [Name]?...' said Lussuria barging into the room swatting Belphagor's knives off the bed.

'Hey..What are you doing?..This is between the Prince..' He said in annoyance glaring at Lussuria while he attempted to throw the knife at him.

Lussuria gasped as he spotted the knife cuts on your arm.

It was nothing new but something had to be done.

He pulled open the drawer as he pulled out the bandages to tend your cuts.

'Hey..Leave her alone-'

'She'll lose more blood then..Belphagor…'

Belphagor stared gravely at you silently withdrawing his weapons.

Why were you so stubborn? Why couldn't you open your eyes when he wanted you to?

'Bel…You know she will never wake up…You kept her for so long…I think it's time to let her go-'

'No!..Never!...She promised the Prince…She promised me!..' He said frantically catching a glimpse of your pale figure sprawled out on the bed accompanied by many wires keeping you alive.

The oxygen mask fixed securely on your face hiding the delicate lips that Belphagor craved for.

You were asleep for more than two years now but he still insisted on keeping you.

He just didn't want to let you go.

His eyes wandered to the beeping heart meter, the irregular lines that travelled reassured his heart that you were still alive.

Your heartbeat was slow; steady but the machine was the only thing keeping you alive and he knew that well.

'She will never leave me..She promised me…She isn't dead yet..She will never die…' He said slowly staring at the ring placed securely on your ring finger.

And you never will because he was too selfish to let you go.

Well because he loved you.